You know how your lunch break never feels like a break. Instead it feels like a rush to shove food into your empty belly so you can get back to your job and finish your day. Well if you dont know what I'm talking about you must be blessed with a good job or poor superivision.
Yesterday while shoving food into my belly I thought about how little I was enjoying myself and then I took my last drink of water. That last drink of water marked the end of my "break". As I mentally prepared myself to return to work I looked sadly into my empty cup. But it wasn't empty there were still a few drops left. As I dripped the last few drops into my mouth, in a lame attempt to prolong my break, I was mesmerized. I sat there for another few minutes just watching the water droplets roll around in the cup. Somehow it was beautiful and I ended my break with a feeling of total contentment.
Posted by nicole at October 22, 2004 11:36 PMi know what you mean. no matter when you take your lunch break, you're still just counting down the the end of your shift. but i'm glad to hear that you were able to find some solice in the monotony that is our jobs. it kind of reminds me of the blissfully dancing bag in "american beauty". it's oddly reassuring how you can get a sense of security from something so simply beautiful. go buffs!
Posted by: dave at October 25, 2004 03:40 AM